Chapter 25

"Those ship models, very good, very exquisite! I didn't see the label. Did you get it from someone else or did you order it? " She asked.

"I made it myself!"

She stared at him in disbelief.

"I've been fond of ships since I was a child. I often go to the shipyard to see how they build ships and see their design drawings. My ideal is to be a designer, build the most advanced and beautiful ship in the world, and then I can sail my own design ship on the sea, instead of being a banker like this! " He stood in front of the window, looking out at the red rose, while stirring the cup of coffee, said.

"No wonder you've made so many models!" She sighed.

Seeing his deep thoughts, she asked, "do you regret it? I regret that I didn't make the boat. "

He looked at her, took a sip of coffee, and said, "I will not regret my choice. Since I have chosen my life now, I will try to be the best."

She said with a smile, "it's not that you'll never have a chance to build a boat, will you? When you don't manage the bank in the future, can't you continue to realize your dream of building a ship of your own and sailing in various marine waters? "

Then, the silent way, you think he is staring at me

"As long as it is my dream and what I want to do, I must do it, but don't say anything. If I have a next life, I will do it. Because one can only live once, and if this time is not finished, there will be no more chance! "

"You are an atheist!" He said.

"That's what I learned. The reason why life is unique and precious is that it has only one time, and there is no repetition and similarity. No two lives are exactly the same. Once dead, everything will return to nature again. Even if the materials that make up you and me can be changed into another life, it is not you and me! Therefore, I think that everyone should strive for his ideal while he is alive, instead of putting his hope on others or the afterlife! " Her tone was so firm that he could not doubt it.

This, perhaps, is what he did not know about Xu Shiyuan, and he also learned about it today.

"One thread!" He said that.

She couldn't help being angry, but he said, "you've made great progress in making coffee. You'll bring me a cup upstairs."

"Wang Zixuan, do you think I am a servant?" She asked angrily.

But he came up to her, took her by the waist, and when she was unprepared to kiss her, he said, "lover! Xu Shiyuan, how about being my lover? I like you to be my lover, you should know

"You, push your luck!" She flushed with anger.

The strength of his hands increased, he seemed to rub her into his body, and said, "don't you find that we are suitable for lovers? Mutual non-interference, do not love each other, no excessive requirements, this is the perfect relationship between lovers. Think about it He kisses her again, then releases her and walks out of the kitchen.

Lover?

She suddenly felt that she had no strength and stood still.

Out of the kitchen, she looked at the stairs, but did not go up again. Sitting in the living room and doing nothing, she opened the door and went into the garden.

He stood up and went to the window to move his shoulders. When he looked down, he saw the figure in the flowers. She seemed to be smelling the fragrance of flowers. At the same time, he also saw the faint smile on her face, which made him a little dull.

Once upon a time, I also looked at another person from a distance in the red rose flowers showing a brilliant smile. Time goes by, the same flower, but different people, different mood.

Although there were few people on the road, she only stayed in the garden for a while before she was ready to enter the house, because she did not want her photo to be published in the newspaper, and she did not want the world to think that she was Wang Zixuan's new love.

Why, what's going on? Why can't the door open?

She tried to turn the handle of the door, but the door did not move at all. Then she remembered that the door had a code. Tragedy, where does she know what code he set?

Maybe the back door was still open, she thought, and was going to look for the back door or the window.

Today may be her bad day. The back door is locked and all the windows on the first floor are closed.

God, what about this? Tell him to open the door? Standing in the yard, he should be able to hear him on the second floor. However, he clearly does not want others to know their relationship. What if she shouts and is found out by her neighbors? Isn't he going to eat himself? If he doesn't shout, how does he know to open the door?

What to do, what to do?

She was too anxious to turn around the door. Rarely could someone walk on the road. She was so scared that she turned her back to the road. When there was no one else, she continued to think of a way at the door.

This dead Wang Zixuan, how could he stay there all the time?God, please let him hear my heart! Let him be scalded or what, in short, let him go downstairs!

Why is she still cursing him at this time? Shouldn't you wait for him to come?

Well, since no one came to help me, I'll try my best!

She picked up the flowerpot under the doorstep and threw it directly at the glass on the door -

Wang Zixuan was reading the performance reports and financial evaluation of all branches this month on the computer, and suddenly stood up because of the alarm bell.

Is it on fire?

His first reaction was what she was doing in the kitchen. She accidentally smoked and the fire alarm went off.

He rushed downstairs as fast as he could. He didn't look in the direction of the door. He went straight to the kitchen, but there was nothing in the kitchen. What's going on? The alarm is still ringing.

Breaking the glass, she saw him from the broken glass hole, and quickly fell down on the door and called him.

The broken flower pots and glass on the floor at the door, and the small flowers and soil in the flowerpots have been scattered on the carpet. It's terrible!

Look at her again, it seems that there is no mistake.

At first, he was worried that she would be hurt by the fire. Now when he saw this scene, all the only worries were replaced by anger. He quickly walked to the door, turned off the alarm, opened the door, and pulled her in.

She staggered through the door and went round the poor flowerpot.

"You don't have to worry for a while, don't you?" He scolded, "what's good for smashing glass?"

She also felt that she was wronged. It was herself who was obviously nervous and afraid of being locked out. Why should he teach others?

"You broke the door and locked yourself. How can I know your password and can't ask you to open the door? What can I do except smash the glass?" She never let him.

"Who are you? I've done something wrong, but now I'm to blame? " He was so angry with her that he was speechless. "If you want to blame, you can only say that you are too stupid!"

At the end of the conversation, he turned to the phone and called the security company to send someone to change the glass immediately.

Seeing that she was squatting down to pick up the fragments of the flowerpot and the flowers on the ground, he said, "put it, wait for someone to clean it up. You are tossing about again, and you don't know what will happen again!"

"But -" she looked up at him.

He looked condescending and said, "stupid, go and wash your paws. I'll tell you what's going on with the alarm system."